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AN: I typed this up while sick, so if there are some problems, I would love it if you told me since I'm unlikely to catch it in my current state.

Portuguese translations:

Minha Raposa: My Fox

Greek Translations:

I gáta mou: My cat

French:

Petit renard: Little Fox

Chapter~ Sixteen: Plans and workshops

When Enya left the ritual room, Tyki and Allen immediatly made their way over to her stumbling form. Tyki caught her just as Enya pitched forward while Allen asked, "What happened?"

"The little empath is just a bit out of it," The goblin that followed Enya out informed them, "The incense we were using lulled her into a meditative state and partial sleep that she is currently attempting to shake off. Give her a few moments," She looked at Enya carefully, "She will more than likely feel the magical equivalent of a sugar rush within the next thirty minutes once her magic starts to cycle itself into her system properly. It is highly likely once the rush fades that she will be very lethargic and tired for the next few days as her body get's used to being free of any bindings not to mention the fact her magic will be helping along the potions she's currently on,"

"You have our thanks," Tyki picked up Enya to carry her bridal style until she was less out of it.

Dreamtwister cut in, "Come, we need to get going."

When they entered the office, Adam noticed Tyki carrying a rather passive Enya in his arms and commented, "It would seem that we should leave soon."

"Of course," Winterbite reached into his desk before pulling out a large packet, "This is the information we've gathered so far about what Dumbledore has been allowed to take out of Ms. Potter's Vaults, the money he's taken, and what he used them for,"

"See to it that Dumbledore is forced to pay back every knut with interest," Sheril smiled an evil smile, "It wouldn't do for Enya to be owed anything by that manipulative bastard,"

"Of course," Winterbite smiled toothily, "Now, there is a small case of the Weasley's getting some of the money-"

"Leave it," Enya cut in rather sleepily, "If they attempt anything, we'll go after those involved. I don't wanna punish everyone,"

Adam looked at her with a frown, "Are you sure, Enya?"

Enya nodded with a determined look in her emerald eyes, "Very much, Adam. Outside of Molly, Ronald, and Percy, they're some of the best people I've met."

Winterbite inclined his head, "I will inform those working on your case against Dumbledore."

"If there isn't anything else to be discussed, I believe it's time we've left," Adam said as he stood.

"We will owl you anything of interest alongside our regular business," Winterbite looked towards Enya, "Ms. Potter, I look forward to doing business with you in the future,"

Enya yawned and nodded with a warm smile, "I do as well, Winterbite."

As they were leaving the bank, they found Molly Weasley and Dumbledore in the lobby. Enya's hood was tugged down over her face and she was set on her feet once more by Tyki. They slowly made their way outside as Molly screeched, "I demand that you allow us to meet with Winterbite immediatly!"

"I am sorry, Mrs. Weasley," The goblin sneered at her, "Honorable Winterbite is working in conjunction with Honorable Dreamtwister this fine morning. He cannot see you until their business has completed. Seeing as no notice has appeared, I cannot allow you to see them as it would break many rules. If you would please come back in an hour or so, I am sure Honorable Winterbite would be pleased to meet with you,"

Molly opened her mouth, but shut it as Dumbledore placed his hand on her shoulder. Dumbledore looked pissed off, but hid it behind his grandfatherly mask, "Of course, we will be happy to do so."

"Next!" The goblin called out rather pointedly as Molly attempted to speak.

Dumbledore forcibly turned Molly and began to walk only to stop upon catching sight of the Noah. Immediately, Dumbledore began to walk up to Adam, "Lord Millennium, it is has been a long time."

"Indeed it has," Adam kept his disdain out of his voice, "What can I do for you this fine morning?"

"I was hoping that we might be able to meet at some point," Dumbledore told him with a grandfatherly smile on his face while his eyes roved over the other cloaked Noah and Enya, "I am having a problem finding one of my wayward students and hoped that you might be able to find them for me,"

Adam barely kept himself from sneering at the bastard, "I am afraid that my clan and I are rather busy. I am sure that your student will find their way to Hogwarts come term."

Dumbledore's face fell and you could actually see the anger in his eyes at being refused. He quickly recovered while keeping a restraining hand on Molly to keep her silent. He nodded, "I see. Perhaps we could speak about the surprising interest your allies and yourself have shown in Hogwarts this year?"

"They wish to have a change in scenery not to mention one of my associates have family going to Hogwarts at the moment," Adam smiled lightly while enjoying the shock that flashed through Dumbledore's eyes, "He is very concerned about his niece and wishes to make sure she's doing well,"

"May I know the name of this associate?" Dumbledore asked while poorly hiding his apprehensiveness.

"Why Cross Marian of course," Adam and the other Noah enjoyed the way Dumbledore paled at the mention of Cross' name.

"W-who would the student be?" Dumbledore pressed while clearly attempting to keep away from some of his bad memories of the red haired man.

Adam faked thinking about it as he rubbed his slightly stumbled chin, "Hm...I do believe her name was El-"

"I believe he said that her name was Enya," Sheril pipped up making Dumbledore pale considerably.

"Ah yes that was her name," Adam nodded his head before asking, "Are you quite alright, Dumbledore?"

"I do not think my breakfast is agreeable at the moment," Dumbledore excused himself rather quickly and fled the bank with a rather confused Molly Weasley.

They continued their path out of the bank as Wisley commented, "He almost shit his pants upon finding out that Enya's related to Cross."

Enya let out a low grumble making it quite clear what her feelings on that subject were. They each snorted or snickered softly at her reaction.

Dumbledore let go of Molly as soon as they flooed into his office. Dumbledore moved towards his chair and sat down heavily as Molly demanded, "What was all that about?"

She glared at him in her classic disapproving pose that had cowed all her children. Solaris peered at the duo in interest and wondered if Enya would be able to use this to her advantage. Dumbledore took one of his lemon drops and sucked on it as he replied, "Molly, what do you know of the Noah clan?"

Molly looked at him in confusion, "They're an incredibly old family that no one has managed to marry into. They pulled out of the English wizarding community around the time Grindelwald first rose to power. They're supposedly dark as well."

"While the first part is true, they are not dark," Dumbledore refuted immediatly knowing that Molly could be killed quite easily with that misunderstanding, "They are strictly neutral," Dumbledore regretted dismissing certain classes since this would have been covered within them, "The Noah clan have a certain inheritance that allows them to embody the original members of the clan. They gain the memories of those long passed and have no love for our community,"

Molly seemed to understand some of the danger as she paled, "W-what were they doing at the bank and how do you know them?"

Dumbledore sighed deeply, "In my youth, I actually worked under Lord Millennium when I was still apprenticed by Nicolas Flamel. As for why they were at the bank, I do not know. I can only guess it has to do with one of the Noah coming to Hogwarts alongside a few of their allies."

"You're going to allow that?" Molly gasped softly, "They could kill Ron or Ginny!"

"Not unless they're provoked," Dumbledore brushed off her concern, "Noah do not attack unless provoked. The allies of the Noah actually keep them somewhat inline,"

Molly would have to warn Ron to keep his head low and not provoke anyone, "Why did you go pale at the mention of that man's name?"

Dumbledore paled just thinking about him, "Cross Marian is not a man that I would take lightly. If what Lord Millennium said was true, we may very well be in a lot of trouble."

"Why?" Molly frown deepened.

"Enya Potter is the daughter of Lilly Potter nee Evans," Dumbledore began while hoping against hope that Lord Millennium had been wrong, "If Lily had been adopted and we do not know about it, she could have been Cross Marian's sister which means Enya is his niece. If that is true, we are well and truly in trouble as the Noah are allies to Cross. If they realize that we're threatening the niece of Cross, they will kill us all,"

Molly paled considerably, "W-what are we going to do?"

"We will confirm it first, my dear," Albus soothed her while taking a vial of blood out of his desk, "From there, we will figure things out,"

"If she is his niece?" Molly demanded with a slightly high pitched voice.

Dumbledore was silent for a few moments as he turned his head to look outside, "We will have to tread carefully. Even if Ms. Potter is his niece, we can still go along with our plans. With the marriage contract dissolved, we can simply have Ronald woo her as well as dose her with a stronger love potion that I'm having Severus make. Even without the contract, we can easily push our plans through."

Molly visibly relaxed, "I should go and speak with Ronald about this change in plans."

Dumbledore offered her a grandfatherly smile as he turned his head to look at her, "Go ahead, my dear. I still have a lot of work to do before my meeting with the goblins."

Molly beamed at him, "Have a nice day, Headmaster."

With that, Molly disappeared in a flash of green fire. Dumbledore lost his smile and muttered, "That blasted whore, I should've known who she was related to the moment I saw her. She was just like him. I'll need to rethink a few things, but," Dumbledore smiled nastily, "It seems like poetic justice that his niece will fall to my plan after he ruined so many of mine and nearly killed me. Oh yes," Dumbledore stroked his beard, "Poetic justice indeed."

Fawkes flashed away with a low trill. They needed to know about this immediatly!

Enya was running around with Allen and Nea when Solaris appeared. She slid to a stop and grinned brightly at him throwing the phoenix off, "Hi Solaris! Do you wanna play to?"

Nea panted softly as he came to a stop next to Solaris, "If you have information, you need to take it to Adam. Enya's currently experiencing the magical equivalent of a sugar high."

Solaris bobbed his head and flashed away. Enya grinned at Nea and asked, "What game should we play next?"

Allen walked over to them and suggested, "Why don't you practice your fire manipulation?"

"Alright," She clapped her hands and held out a hand causing a vibrating fire ball to appear, "Any ideas?"

"Shape it into a cat," Nea suggested while plopping on the ground.

She carefully shaped it into a cat. While it stayed in the desired form once Enya finished shaping it, the cat vibrated and embers flicked off of it. Nea and Allen decided to make a game of suggesting animals for her to shape the fire into while hoping she'd have her crash soon. While the extra energy had been somewhat amusing, it had gotten old within the first thirty minutes of her running around. Enya spoke after a few animals, "Allen?"

"Yeah?" He looked at her curiously as she shaped a wolf pup.

"Are you going to Hogwarts with me this year?" She looked at him with wide emerald eyes.

Allen nodded with a light smile, "Yeah, I figured it would be a good way to bond not to mention, I've missed spending time with you."

"I'll be going as a chaperon and, to the magicals knowledge, a teacher in certain magics only they can use," Nea grinned at her earning a soft smile, "Road will be coming as my assistant,"

"So we'll be able to come back here when we want to?" Enya asked them curiously earning a pair of nods and she grinned brightly, "Great!"

Sheril and Adam looked at one another as Solaris finished relaying what he'd heard. With a low sigh, Adam muttered, "Of course, Cross seems to enjoy making life hard for those around him."

Sheril let out a short laugh, "We will need to tread carefully and watch over Enya during the school year."

"Agreed," Adam sighed deeply, "We should contact Cross soon,"

"After Friday," Sheril immediatly insisted, "We already have to worry about Black and Lupin. I'd rather not stress Enya out further by bringing Cross here,"

Adam nodded while looking over a paper containing the Gryffindor properties, "Do you think Tyki's going to steal her away once we're done with Black and Lupin?"

"It's my brother," Sheril snorted while looking over some stock information, "Of course he is, Joyd is a possessive bastard and Tyki has inherited it. Most likely, Joyd will ensure that Enya is claimed in every way he can possibly get away with before she returns to Hogwarts," Sheril paused before smiling slyly as he asked, "Do you think Enya realizes this?"

"If she doesn't now, she will soon enough," Adam replied while smirking, "It makes you wonder how long she'll resist him,"

Lulu Bell chose that moment to walk in and commented, "At least until a week before she returns to Hogwarts. If not then, they'll do it at some point once the separation anxiety has set in."

"I say her birthday," Sheril grinned lightly.

"And I say in between her birthday and the first week of Hogwarts," Adam decided and the three looked at one another before he commented, "It seems we have a new betting pool,"

Tyki looked down at Enya as she buried her face into the pillow and muttered softly, "The sun needs to fucking die."

The fact she said it in a mixture of Greek and French was very amusing. Tyki would have let her sleep in, but she needed to eat. He stood up from the bed as a knock sounded on the door and walked over to it. When he opened it, Tyki was surprised to find Allen and Nea carrying in two trays each. Allen handed Tyki a tray and said, "We figured Enya would be out of it today, so we're eating Breakfast in here with Adam's blessing."

Nea looked at Enya and commented, "It looks like she has a hangover."

Enya cracked open a emerald orb and glared at him as she muttered another insult in her mixed bag of languages. Nea whistled and asked, "Where'd you learn those words?"

Enya's glare got harsher and Allen cut in before she could fling any fire as she was wont to do when pissed off, "We have a headache potion and your favorite."

Enya's glare lessened and she slowly sat up while opening her other eye. As they all sat down to eat with Enya downing the potion immediatly before she began to eat, Tyki asked, "How do you feel?"

"Like I have a bad hangover mixed with the flu," Enya replied earning winces from the boys, "How long is it supposed to last?"

"The goblin said it would last for a few days," Allen answered her earning a low curse, "What do you want to do today?"

Enya looked at Nea as she thought about it before saying, "I want to listen to you play and maybe practice a little bit of Violin. After that, I can watch you two play some video games."

Nea and Allen nodded with easy smiles, "Sure."

Tyki chuckled softly, "I guess that means it's alright for me to go take a look at my clubs."

"Oh that remind me," Nea said earning a look from the other three, "My manager said that I might be playing in one of your clubs next week,"

Tyki thought about it before nodding his head, "My New York club. The manager suggested it to bring in some good publicity. I think it's a good idea since you're good at what you do not to mention I can actually trust you."

"My manager said to ask if we can meet sometime tomorrow," Nea informed Tyki, "I meant to ask you before, but with everything..."

Tyki inclined his head, "I understand completely. Tell him that we can do it."

"Great!" Nea grinned brightly.

Enya carefully played through a rather easy song and it didn't sound that bad. It didn't sound good, but it didn't sound horrible either. As she finished, Nea clapped and informed her, "Better than last time."

Enya smiled lightly before waving a hand at the piano, "Play something for me."

"Of course," Enya put her violin away as Nea started to play.

It wasn't long until Enya recognized the song prompting her to say, "I think I recognize that song."

"Oh?" Nea smiled mischievously.

Enya listened carefully and mumbled the lyrics (In your spotlight by Trickywi):

It's another day to fight the fray, my heart is soaring

To find the way towards the stage won't come easily

Troubled waves, spirits decay, their words are daunting

But they cannot create what I will be

They laugh at me

Throw taunts at me

One look at me and they misjudge what they see

But I can only decide what I will be

Enya stopped and looked at the door as she sensed a presence standing there. Adam smiled lightly as Nea stopped playing, "You have a beautiful voice, Enya."

Enya's cheeks flushed lightly and she looked away, "It's nothing really."

"You don't sing often, do you?" Nea asked in a slightly sad tone.

With a low sigh, Enya looked at her hands, "No. I haven't had much to be happy about not to mention Petunia had a habit of hitting me whenever she caught me singing. She said that it reminded it her of my mom."

"Bitch," Nea growled under his breath while wrapping his arms around Enya, "You sound just as beautiful as you did back in our first life,"

"I look forward to hearing you sing once more," Adam informed her with a gentle smile.

Enya found herself smiling softly in return though she said nothing in reply.

The next day found Enya walking through the lower levels of the ark with Adam. Adam had an exited air around him and it made Enya curious as to why. She didn't ask seeing as she would find out soon enough. Instead, she asked, "What happened to my inorganic golems?"

"Most are keeping your workshop in working order," Adam informed her, "While the rest are either powered down or have been destroyed over the years. A good few were destroyed during the battle in the ark,"

Enya frowned at that while inwardly sighing. She had thought that might be the case, but had hoped it wouldn't be so. She did hope that a certain few of her creations hadn't been destroyed as they were some of her favorite golems. Those golems were the ones that had gotten her on the path to create organic golems, the thought caused her to smile lightly. Soon enough, they reached a very familiar door to Enya. It was a bright golden color rather than the black, dark purple, or blinding white featured everywhere else on the ark. Moving forward, Enya placed her hand on the door and felt it warm up beneath her fingers before it swung open. Enya took in a deep breath while murmuring, "Let's see what I'll be dealing with."

As she stepped into the workshop, the sound of small feet skittering around on the multicolored tiles or the wooden floorboards hit her ears. She caught sight of the three forges that dominated one area of the workshop, the large library area complete with a desk and bookshelves in another, the multiple tables that took up a good portion of the rest of the room, and the garden she had set up in another area. On the walls that weren't dominated by windows, shelving units for various golems were set up. A perch sat near the desk and Enya remembered Solaris sitting on it while she studied new projects. Enya moved into the room and moved straight to the desk. When she reached it, Enya ran her fingers over the warm red wood and hummed softly. Adam spoke from the doorway, "Is it to your liking?"

"Very much," She glanced around the room, "It hasn't changed very much,"

Adam leaned against the doorway, "I'll be heading back up to continue looking over the papers that the goblins have given you. I'll send Nea down around Lunchtime."

Enya nodded in a distracted way, "Sure."

Adam smiled softly, "I'll leave you to it."

With that said, Adam left the room and closed the door behind him. Enya took a deep breath and whistled sharply. Immediately, six golems appeared with a seventh lagging behind them with a broken leg. All of her golems followed an animal theme. The oldest of them was a falcon with bright white feathers and blue eyes. The second oldest was a fox with dark red fur and silver eyes. The third eldest was a snake with bright purple scales and poisonous green eyes. The fourth was a monkey with soft grey fur and gentle brown eyes. The fifth was a bear with black fur and black eyes. The sixth was a ermine with dark grey fur and white eyes. The last was a small lion cub-like golem with bright orange fur and golden eyes. Enya immediatly moved towards that one, "Nero, did you get hurt during the move?"

Nero mewed mechanically and stumbled towards her. She caught him as he began to fall to the floor. With a low sigh as she noticed each of them bearing damage, Enya decided that the first thing she needed to do was fix them up.

When Nea and Enya entered the dinning room for lunch, Enya walked in carrying a fixed up Nero. Allen blinked upon seeing the lion cub and asked, "What is that?"

"He is Nero," Enya informed Allen, "He's one of my first successful golems and one of the reasons I actually started attempting to make organic ones,"

"Are you going to make an organic version of Nero?" Road asked her curiously.

Enya nodded lightly, "I plan on it."

Allen looked at her in confusion, "How do you make organic golems?"

"It's a lot of work involving magic, alchemy, and a small ritual," Enya set Nero down when she reached her seat, "If you want, I could show you after I read through my notes and get used to making golems again,"

Adam spoke in a light tone, "I suppose that you'll be doing that this year while also figuring out how to kill Dumbledore?"

Enya nodded with a grin, "I'll be looking up stuff on Curse-Breaking as well while I'm at it."

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